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[Book 2] Also includes bonus chapters MATURE 18+ Marcus is finally coming to terms with what has happened and is doing okay. But what will happen when an old friend calls and says he is in the hospital with a stab wound? Will Marcus be able to stay strong this time around? Or will he be broken? WARNING This story includes some very mature themes including sexual assault so please read at your own risk! This book is also a sequel so read The Rebel has Feelings Too before this one!

After years of heartbreak and loneliness, Amara has convinced herself that love is not meant for her. Growing up surrounded by loss and disappointment, she builds walls around her heart and focuses only on surviving each day. When she moves to a new city hoping to start over, fate leads her to Daniel, a quiet but kind man who sees through the pain she tries so hard to hide. Their connection begins as friendship, but slowly Daniel shows Amara something she has never truly felt before—a love that is patient, genuine, and healing. But the past refuses to stay buried. Old wounds, secrets, and fear threaten to pull them apart. Amara must decide whether to keep running from love or finally believe that she deserves it. As their lives intertwine, she begins to understand a powerful truth: sometimes love arrives when you least expect it—and when it does, it reminds you that no matter how broken you feel, you are never truly alone.

Nat and Leo are two teenagers with a dark history behind them. Their worlds collide when they end up living next to each other but so it seems to them. Their story has begun long before everything. They fall in love but love is not easy for them. Secrets unravel and the truth is too harsh to interpret. With all these words left unsaid and time passing by, it's never too late to express your feelings. . . . . . . Is it?

I have zero sense of direction. I could visit a place ten times and still get lost. So Paxton Levis spent an entire week hand-drawing every street around our school onto a set of maps. There was no north, south, east, or west on them. Only labels like "the convenience store with the yellow dog out front" and "the old man who sells terrible hot dogs." He'd ruffle my hair and say, "What would you do without me?" That was how it went, until my best friend Patricia Sandler came back from studying abroad. On our graduation trip together, Paxton told me to get out of the car and check whether something was wrong with it. I'd barely gotten both feet on the ground before the car pulled away without me. A message came through from him. Paxton: [There's a rest stop three kilometers up the road. Patricia and I will wait for you there. Patricia is right. If nobody ever pushes you, you're never going to learn your way around.] I walked for an hour through a downpour, working myself into a panic, before Paxton sent me a hand-drawn map. It had arrows on it, and a cute little smiley face doodled in the corner. [Just follow this. Twenty minutes, tops.] But my legs ached with every step, and the route kept drifting further off course, until I ended up in a dead end. I called Paxton. Patricia's bright laugh came through instead. "Congratulations, sweetie, you took a wrong turn! "Paxton and I made a bet on whether you'd figure out he flipped the arrows on purpose. I said you wouldn't. Guess I know you better than he does. "So for the rest of the trip, it's just going to be Paxton and me. Dragging you along is honestly way too much trouble." Paxton's voice came through next to hers, doting and amused. "A bet's a bet. I'll listen to whatever you want." Depending on someone else comes at too high a price. High enough that when he finally walked away, I didn't even know which direction was which anymore. I wiped my eyes. This time, I want to find my own way.

Being a mute used to be simple before all the craziness started. I just can't talk and that's who I am. Mum has learned to accept that and I guess so have I. Everything was just fine in my high school in Shanghai. I had finally made it to year twelve and even though I was in China, I was actually being treated as a human being despite my disability. Things were definitely not perfect but I would give anything to go back to that, like it was before. I heard my first voice that year, right at the beginning of year 12. I didn’t really have any real friends, but I was used to it and before the voices started, I was fine with that. But it all changed when I first heard them. The voices inside their heads started then and my life was never the same. They weren't just thinking about school or they girls or guys they were into, no they were thinking about doing things, doing horrible things to each other and I was the only one that knew how messed up they really were.

His face is so close, he can almost taste him. His fingers twitch, fighting the urge to grip his hips harder. He never imagined feeling this way about the boy. He tries to fight it, but it's nearly impossible. Something is calling to him. Something is gripping his heart, and tugging it, pulling him toward the boy with an unknown force. ~§~ It's not easy being different from everyone else, or something your parents, and the rest of the world doesn’t want you to be. It's not easy when you love someone everyone says you shouldn't. Diving into the world of homelessness at the age of seventeen was hard. The streets weren't easy, but somehow the young 19-year-old still smiles. The man takes an interest in him. He takes him under his wings, and gives him a place to live. He's different from everyone. He doesn't look down on him. Things become complicated... More complicated than either could have imagined. A life altering news is devastating, and the boy struggles to come to terms with it. It wasn't easy, but he made his pace with it. But will the man make peace with it? Can he let him go? Can he learn how to breathe without him?